Cadralor #1

Jane Dougherty shared a new form with me called the Cadralor, created by the Gleam Journal of the Cadralor. This is freestyle poetry but still has rules to follow. I like it!

Read the requirements for submission HERE. This is my first attempt. Obviously, I will practice more before I submit.

“Weathering the Storm of Life”

Pale sun glow, winter solstice light fades.
The shortest day—darkness descends,
wraps me in a blanket womb of warmth next to you.

Frosty morning squinty-sunshine breaks over the treeline.
Hot coffee, dark brewed, reminds me of the scent of rich fertile fields.
Together, we drink to face another day.

The calm before the storm. I watch and wait. 
Gray clouds hemmed to the earth-sky. Where's the tempest?
No birds, no squirrels, no sound; only the silence.

Chop, chop, the rhythm of your knife on the cutting board.
Green peppers, purple onions, green zucchini—the scents of summer
simmer in a pot on the stove.

In the autumn of our days, we cleave to memories
of days spent laughing in the sun when the kids were young.
There, my memories of you bring me home to your arms.

© Colleen M. Chesebro

25 thoughts on “Cadralor #1

  1. Wonderful poem, it’s a visual journey of heart through the storm of life. I really enjoyed how in the last stanza you summed it up with smiles, comfort and love.
    Before I found your blog, I never knew there was so many different forms of poetry. Thanks so much for sharing your journey in writing, it’s a fun learning experience. ❤️

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  2. I do like this freestyle poetry, more like the prose I mostly read. Thanks for sharing it.

    And thank you so much for the wonderful review you posted for my latest book, Natural Selection. You noticed a few things most miss. I too wonder if our ability to empathize with others is part of why we succeed as a species. I’ll be exploring that more in my next trilogy which includes the much-maligned Neanderthals in a new light.

    Merriest of Christmases!

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    1. Many thanks, Jacqui. I love your characters. That tree man, Boah… what a kind soul. I look forward to your exploration of empathy through your characters. I’ll be waiting for the next books. I’m fascinated with early man and the Neanderthals are most interesting. Happy Christmas.

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  3. I am so much older than my youthful mind… maybe that is why I found your poem so… so enchanting… yet still, I find my older self adamant in its sense of contradictory, positing that it is straight forward reality… could be due to nostalgia… I am convinced nonetheless, both selves love the poem…!

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      1. Thank you Colleen, this is your ‘first’ try, thus it will become the first to become wine with time… your feeling of confidence is echoed by mine…!

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